HUUUU...
A figure suddenly emerged from the crowd just as Li Zi-Yang gave the command.
As Li Er's only son, Li Zi-Yang always had bodyguards secretly protecting him everywhere he went.
So when Li Zi-Yang gave the command, this burly man named Hu immediately stepped out.
"Yes, Young Master!"
With a loud shout, the man stretched out his arm to make a fierce grab for Ye Fan's shoulder.
At this rate, if he managed to catch hold of Ye Fan's shoulder, Ye Fan's shoulder would be shattered.
"Ye Fan, dodge the attack!” Qiu Mu-Cheng immediately shouted out.
But Ye Fan just scoffed and shook his head. "You overestimate yourself!"
BAM!
Ye Fan gave a kick as he scoffed.
Before the huge man making a pounce on Ye Fan could land, Ye Fan's leg hit his arm with a loud bam and sent him flying right out.
The man crashed heavily with the sound of bones cracking and he clutched his arm and couldn't stop howling in pain.
"AHH!! My arm! Young Master, save me! My arm!!" It certainly looked like that man's arm was useless now.
"Trash! You're just trash! Why should I keep trash around?" Li Zi-Yang's face was livid and his expression was nasty. In his anger, he walked over and kicked the man one more time.
"Bao! You're up! Break both his legs this time!" shouted Li Zi-Yang. He wasn't going to just give up like that, so he called on another bodyguard.
DOONG DOONG...
The bodyguard called Bao stepped out with menacing steps.
His aggressiveness looked like a leopard running in the wild.
"Yes, Young Master!" he shouted before raising a leg to kick towards Ye Fan's knee.
"This is the sort of standard you have? You're just a piece of ceramic," Ye Fan shook his head and laughed disdainfully again.
He raised a hand and slapped the man across the face.
The man's face was twisted, his incisors broke and he immediately spat out a mouthful of broken teeth and blood.
Ye Fan's slap literally altered the shape of his face.
He slapped him like swatting a fly.
Then Ye Fan raised his right leg and stepped down hard on his legs.
"AHHH!" There was a terrible howl as both his legs broke, then he fainted from the pain.
"This...”
"He..."
"That was...vicious...”
It was silent.
Completely silent.
Everyone outside Haiyuan Restaurant watching this scene were filled with shock.
They were so frightened that they couldn't say a single word.
Nobody thought that Ye Fan could be this formidable.
One palm and one foot was all it took to render both of Li Zi-Yang's bodyguards useless.
But of course, the more shocking part was Ye Fan's audacity.
How could a country bumpkin have such boldness?
He actually beat up Young Master Li's bodyguards!
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